These past few weekends in LA with Ben, Jane, Josh, & other special guests have been some of the best well spent weekends of my summer thus far. We’ve all tried some new food, seen new places, learned new things, laughed (live, laugh, love, you GuYsSs), played with cute puppies, played Hobbit on our phones (umm everyone should download this & play with me), blamed each other for being Mafia, subjected to Gerald’s horrendous dog farts, etc. I’m only glad summer is ending because it’ll get cooler. Let’s just say the abominable snowman is my spirit animal because I certainly am not adapted to anything above 25º C (77º F). That perspiration on my skin isn’t sweat, those are tears from my body crying from melting, equivalent to a toddler crying because candy was banned from the household.

Last Saturday, Josh surprised me by taking us to the 626 Night Market, which is a huge event full of hundreds of stalls selling food, goodies, art, drinks, & accessories. The vendors are predominantly of Asian cuisine, which is obviously my favorite–pretty sure there are more pictures of sushi than of people on my website, but I swear I have friends–& Josh’s infatuation with boba & noodles were certainly entertained.